Siheyuan: My Northeastern Farmhouse

Chapter 513: Troubled times
At this time, the mood is at this time, nothing happens to the little fairy!
Gu Weijun lay lazily on the deck chair in front of the martial arts hall on the first floor, sunbathing and sleeping with a newspaper covering his face.

There were bursts of "hum hum ha ha" sounds coming from the martial arts hall behind him.

After a while, Liu Qingliang came out of the martial arts gym and angrily threw the newspaper off Gu Weijun's face.

He angrily yelled, "Wei Jun, look what you have become."

"For more than three months, in addition to exercising with me every morning, you have been in a state of decadence since then."

"When the sun is nice, I bask in the sun; when it rains, I hide inside and drink tea. What's going on?"

"You are a top student trained by the country! If you continue to be so decadent, won't the country train you in vain?"

Gu Weijun raised his hand to block the sunlight shining directly on his face and replied lazily: "Master, I have finished my work!"

"I am trying to balance work and life."

"Listen, how hard are the gringos inside practicing?"

"You!" Liu Qingliang tried to pull Gu Weijun up, but he didn't pull him?
Gu Weijun stood up and stretched, "Master, I understand everything you said."

"But people always want to relax, right?"

"I have never been idle since I entered Tsinghua University. Even if I enjoy life occasionally, I will immediately return to work."

"Now the organization is working hard for me. I feel that the intensity of my work has been too high."

"Need to recuperate."

When Liu Qingliang heard that "this" was the organization's decision, he raised his right hand. What else did he want to say? As a result, his right hand dropped helplessly, and he sighed dejectedly: "Okay."

"As long as you know what you're doing."

"Remember, no matter what, never give up on yourself."

"This is our first principle as a scout!"

When Gu Weijun heard his master mention the word "scout", he immediately stood at attention, saluted, and replied loudly: "Yes!"

Liu Qingliang nodded with satisfaction, "By the way, a Hollywood film company said it would choose an actor for a movie."

"Our students are all like chicken blood. Why don't we help and put in a good word?"

"No need, our martial arts school just helps them foreigners with training."

"Then wait for them to beg and ask us to help them design fighting moves."

"Master, remember, there is only one requirement for martial arts movements: be beautiful!"

"If there are any requirements, it would be: absolutely beautiful!"

Liu Qingliang's head hurt when he mentioned this, "Wei Jun, you know that I am not serious about my actions."

"And what kind of beautiful martial arts moves are you doing? I don't know how to do this?"

Gu Weijun twisted his mouth towards the martial arts gym, "Well, aren't there Shaolin, Wudang, and sports schools?"

"Let them study it."

"In short, if Hollywood doesn't approve, then we can't collect money."

"If we can't collect money, the capitalists can't continue to rent our house; if we don't rent the house, our martial arts gym will have to close down."

"Okay, okay, it's the same jingle, you want to take the postgraduate entrance examination!" Liu Qingliang said angrily to Gu Weijun, turned around and entered the room.

Gu Weijun picked up the newspaper on the ground, shook it, and continued to lie on the chair, basking in the sun and replenishing calcium.

We Chinese have finally hardened our bones, so what if we don’t get more sun?
Once this bone is soft, it will be too difficult to repair it.

One supplement lasts more than 40 years.
Haven't made up for it yet.

Ambassador Huang also saw Gu Weijun's laziness from the window of his office. He took a sip of tea from the cup and lit another cigarette. The smoke was misty in front of his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking about.
"Ambassador Huang, we just received an urgent domestic call!

Panting, Wang Zilie pushed open the office door, forgetting to even knock on the door.

"Slow down, take a breath first, what's wrong?
"Hoohoo. I just received news from home. "Henan has suffered a major flood.
"What instructions does the country give us?"

Wang Zilie hesitated, looked at Ambassador Huang, and then looked out the window.

Ambassador Huang understood, "Are you asking the army to come forward again to solicit donations and supplies from abroad?"

Wang Zilie smiled bitterly, "Yes."

"Ugh"

"Zi Lie, please call the army up."

"Ah."

Gu Weijun knew something must have happened as soon as he saw Wang Zilie's face, and quickly followed him to Ambassador Huang's office.

"Ambassador, what happened?"

"Is it because the public opinion on the US imperial side is unfavorable to our country again?"

"No. Zilie, please tell the army about the disaster situation in Henan."

After Gu Weijun heard Wang Zilie's story, his first reaction was the same as Ambassador Huang's.
"You want me to solicit donations?"

"Ah."

"How much do you need?"

"The more, the better. The initial loss exceeds 100 billion yuan."

"Hiss" Gu Weijun took a breath of air, "This fucking loss is so huge?"

Ambassador Huang shook his head and then asked: "Dajun, how can I cooperate with you?"

"Approval for me!"

"I will fly to New York first, then to France, and finally to Hong Kong to spend more energy.

"." Ambassador Huang pondered for a while and then said: "I'll ask your aunt to get you some Cistanche deserticola, Morinda officinalis and Epimedium from Xinjiang.
"You are now too young and must take care of yourself.

Who do you look down on? I can still hit ten at once
In the Gu family manor in Taipingshan, Xiangjiang, Gu Weijun picked up a towel and wiped off the sweat on his body, then threw it away and asked the women on the bed, "How are you doing?
“How much can you offer?
Constance's eyes were as charming as silk, and she said lazily, "Do you want me to pay 2 million?

"Thinking of what?

"I don't want to be watched 24 hours a day by British guys.

"$2000."

"And there must be follow-up preferential terms."

"Okay. You can talk to Director Fang of the Ministry of Foreign Trade later."

"Jen, what about you?"

"I also have 2000 million U.S. dollars. We made a lot of money from silver futures, and we also want to do charity. But I don't know if this money can be tax deducted in the United States?"

"Probably not."

"Okay, I'll ask Wanhua to offer another 1000 million U.S. dollars later, and we can pool together 5000 million U.S. dollars. I think it's about the same."

"My dear, you talk the talk but don't talk the talk. Do you know how hard we work to earn this money?" Catherine already knew how to use the afterthought, "Don't you want to compensate us?"

Gu Weijun's eyes swept over the exquisite women and smiled "hehe".

"Compensation is coming!"

"what!"

"Oh my god, no more."

"whee."

(End of this chapter)